As the man was in mid-air, he flicked his right hand, and a little black knife appeared.
Su Weidong didn't think much about it, he swung his little black knife and fought fiercely with the man.
"Bam!" Both little black knives collided, creating a clear ring.
The man felt a shake in his hand, and his little black knife snapped off.
"What the hell? How did this happen? My little black knife just snapped. That's not possible! " The man cried out in astonishment.
The security guard behind him quickly shouted: "Young Master Su, he is——"
Seeing that the little black knife given to him by Mo Huasong was so powerful, Su Weidong laughed with a sense of pride and said, "Ha ha ha, brother security guard, I know, he is the enemy. He can't defeat me, I can handle him by myself."
"No, he's the housekeeper for Pang Family Villa, Pang Yishan", the security guard exclaimed anxiously.
This was awkward. They were like an own goal, with friend battling against friend.
